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annwfynWell, I think one good thing came out of going to see Aeon Flux last night.
I realised that Marton Csokas is really kinda cute, and I don't just say that because of his kinda funky slavic name, or because he played a really sexy bad guy in XxX. He's got a really nice smile as well, and frankly...well...he's hot.
The film?
Can we not talk about that and just go back to Marton?
No? You really want to know?
Well,wyldcard liked the film, which I am mean spiritedly attributing to Charlize Theron's arse looking pretty damn spectacular in all the black catsuits she kept wearing, coz I'm not entirely sure what else there was in it to like. Well, apart from my new boyfriend-to-be, but I don't think Jon swings that way. The rest of the film was mostly a series of unconvincing costumes (even Charlize cannot find it comfortable to sleep in some kind of halterneck bikini made up of strings of beads. And why had the secret police in this future society not noticed that all the revoltion wander around amidst the sea of people in pastel wearing a lot of black and just arrest all goths straight out?), dodgy fight scenes (it's becoming a new bugbear on mine. I'm really not convinced that any 8 stone, 5'4" girl, no matter how l33t her kung fu, can kick the crap in close range combat out of a 6'2" goon), and a lot of really weird organic science that didn't quite make sense.
It also had a plot twist that it really took too long in explaining (especially when the entire thing could have been explained in 10 seconds, about 20 minutes into the film when Charlize and Marton first meet and chat, but instead the film insists that they spout cryptic non-sequiters at each other instead and then fall into bed) and which wasn't that much of a twist anyway.
The film finally ended, leaving us all just enough time to get home for Supernatural, which is a really good TV series on ITV2, which had a much better plot and left me having insane fears relating to the bathroom mirror.
The moral of the story? Don't go and see Charlize in bad costume. Find something nice to watch on the telly instead. I promise you - you'll be much happier.
In other news, I'm now on 7000 words for my dissertation, which means it is progressing, and I am feeling a bit calmer. Go me. Parts of it even read relatively well.
Go me! But for now, back to work. I've got at least another 1000 words to go.
I realised that Marton Csokas is really kinda cute, and I don't just say that because of his kinda funky slavic name, or because he played a really sexy bad guy in XxX. He's got a really nice smile as well, and frankly...well...he's hot.
The film?
Can we not talk about that and just go back to Marton?
No? You really want to know?
Well,
wyldcard liked the film, which I am mean spiritedly attributing to Charlize Theron's arse looking pretty damn spectacular in all the black catsuits she kept wearing, coz I'm not entirely sure what else there was in it to like. Well, apart from my new boyfriend-to-be, but I don't think Jon swings that way. The rest of the film was mostly a series of unconvincing costumes (even Charlize cannot find it comfortable to sleep in some kind of halterneck bikini made up of strings of beads. And why had the secret police in this future society not noticed that all the revoltion wander around amidst the sea of people in pastel wearing a lot of black and just arrest all goths straight out?), dodgy fight scenes (it's becoming a new bugbear on mine. I'm really not convinced that any 8 stone, 5'4" girl, no matter how l33t her kung fu, can kick the crap in close range combat out of a 6'2" goon), and a lot of really weird organic science that didn't quite make sense.It also had a plot twist that it really took too long in explaining (especially when the entire thing could have been explained in 10 seconds, about 20 minutes into the film when Charlize and Marton first meet and chat, but instead the film insists that they spout cryptic non-sequiters at each other instead and then fall into bed) and which wasn't that much of a twist anyway.
The film finally ended, leaving us all just enough time to get home for Supernatural, which is a really good TV series on ITV2, which had a much better plot and left me having insane fears relating to the bathroom mirror.
The moral of the story? Don't go and see Charlize in bad costume. Find something nice to watch on the telly instead. I promise you - you'll be much happier.
In other news, I'm now on 7000 words for my dissertation, which means it is progressing, and I am feeling a bit calmer. Go me. Parts of it even read relatively well.
Go me! But for now, back to work. I've got at least another 1000 words to go.
